He was enjoying the show. Clearly. Tess slipped Shane’s right breast out of the dress and lowered her lips to kiss the darkened skin in the center.
As she drew the nipple in-between her lips, her fingers grazed Shane’s pussy. Ohhhhh. The groan was audible to her ears but silent in the noise of the club. Tess’s fingers moved over naked skin, trailing over her folds and crevices. It was a light, barely-there touch. She sucked at Shane’s tit while she kept her eyes upturned to watch Shane. As she watched, Tess increased her pleasure with her mouth and continued to caress Shane’s pussy with a whisper touch. Ryan held her still as she fought to widen her stance, her legs trembling on top of her four-inch heels.
Tess’s mouth was on her collar bone, moving up her throat, her needy nipple wanting more as Tess replaced the fabric to its original position. Her little nipple once again bound by the sheer irritating fabric. Tess’s fingers continued to tease. Shane did not care how she looked anymore. The club was dark enough for their activities to not be seen. Plus, nobody really cared what the three were doing. Tess found the strap that attached the right stocking and pulled it back, only to let it snap against Shane’s trembling thigh.
Tess straightened up, her golden body taut and tall; her breasts wet and lush barely visible under the foam that had reached their chests. She shifted her stance, eyes watching Shane’s expression as she slid her fingers between the warm and wet folds of Shane’s pussy. Shane groaned. Tess leaned closer pressing into the smaller girl. Shane felt Tess’s mouth against her ear.
“Do you want me to touch you?”
“Ohhhh, god.” It was not the right answer, but she believed Tess would understand her need and inability to speak sense. She was lost to the caress. Please touch me.
Tess kissed her, rough and commanding, her eyes never leaving Shane’s face.
“Pretty girl,” Her voice sterner. This time, as she circled Shane’s slippery clit- careful not to touch the bundle of nerves that begged for her attention- Shane could not control the moans that forced themselves up her throat and out her lips.
“Yes, please,” Shane whispered. Her indigo eyes wide and begging for more. Ohhhhh. Her eyes fluttered, caught between touch, pleasure and wanting to see Tess. Tess leaned into her.
“Keep your eyes open, love. I want to see you, cum. I want to see you realize just how hard you are going to cum,” she whispered.
Tess’s fingers slipped deeper into her slippery folds, working her in delicate strokes. Shane’s pussy was on fire. Behind her, Ryan had begun to rock her with his hips; moving her with a rhythm that likened fucking. Heat rose to her cheeks and Tess kissed her again. Shane’s whole body felt hot and feverish.
Shane moaned into the kiss Ryan’s hands gripped her hips harder, pulling her into him.
His cock firmly wedged between her ass cheeks now. Jesus. She wanted him inside her.
Her knees shook from the climax building up deep in her belly. Tess’s pressure increased as she circled Shane’s clit. Tess’s free hand lifted her chin,
“Watch me.
Do not take your eyes off me. Do you understand?”
Shane nodded as Tess’s pressure increased. Her fingers moved at an incredible speed, gliding over Shane’s swollen clit. Tess kissed her, deep and slow, and Shane groaned.
“Honey, it’s not time. Do you hear me?” Tess asked. Shane’s eyes struggled to find focus- her brain struggling to understand the question. Time for what?
“Not time to cum.”
Tess was commanding now, holding her face still eye to eye. Requiring obedience. Her fingers did not let up.
“Listen to me. Do not cum.”
Shane fought the heat of the orgasm back, her body trembling with the effort.
Grateful for Ryan’s strength and size behind her. His presence felt like a support she could rely on. She didn’t know if she could hold it back. Tess twisted her wrist; forcing Shane’s feet further apart. Ryan’s hands helped keep Shane from falling over. She was grateful for the new angle as Tess slid her demanding fingers away from her clit and penetrated her. Oh fuck.
Oh god. The temporary relief from Tess’s fingers and the oncoming orgasm was short-lived. Two fingers then three, stretching her wide.
“Oh fuck.
Please. Please.”
Begging.
She was fucking begging. Bodies brushed up against them- surrounded by the purple haze and the chest-high foam- with no idea of the delight Tess’s fingers brought her pussy in the same moment. The music thumped so loudly that her cries were lost in the crowd. The heat in her pussy spread into her ass as she pleaded with Tess with her eyes and lips.
“Please, Tess, please.”
Tess kissed her, while the fingers moving inside her never stopped.
"You want to cum? In front of all these people?” Tess asked. Her words turned Shane to liquid, warm and wet. She wanted nothing but more. She knew she was going to cum. She doubted if she could hold it back. Tess did not let up.
“Hold on, honey. Hold on.”
Tess’ fingers slipped in and out, separating her. Fuck. Shane wrapped her arms around Tess to pull her close and stay upright. Tess was pleased as she watch the need rise in Shane’s eyes. So pleased.
Her fingers didn’t stop moving, and now they gathered speed. Shane held on, shaking, pressed between Ryan and Tess as the orgasm took her higher. Tess whispered into her ear, encouraging now. “Hold on, baby. Hold on.”
Please, let me cum. It was a different prayer than she’d had with Ryan. She wanted the orgasm more than she’d ever wanted anything, except for Tess’s mouth on her and Ryan’s cock inside her. The idea flashed in her mind.
“Cum.” Tess ordered, and the climax crashed over her. Tess’s fingers buried deep inside her as her hungry muscles clenched around her in rolling waves.
“Ohhhh, I’m cuming.” She whispered. Fuck, I’m cuming.
She felt the orgasm spread from her belly through her limbs and travel up her spine. All thoughts turned to black as those delicious fingers stroked her through to another a climax.
CHAPTER 7
Playmate
F uck me.”
Relief filled her and she giggled.
The neighboring dancers had begun to notice something going on under the soapy suds.
Tess laughed. “I plan to.”
Jesus. Shane leaned into Ryan; letting him bear most of her body weight. He bent down and kissed her. Sound returned to her ears and then, the music was so loud. So fucking loud.
Suddenly, she wanted to be alone with two. Somewhere quiet, with enough space where they could all lie down.
“Ry,” she reached up for him, her back still pressed against his chest.
“Yeah?” his voice was deep and throaty. She had her orgasm. He had not and she could hear the desire in his voice.
“Get me out of here. Let’s go somewhere quiet.”
Tess’s fingers linked with hers. The golden goddess pulled her forward, forcing her spent legs to move.
Shane followed, making her way through the foam and emerging step by step out of the sunken dance floor.
Ryan moved ahead of them to open the double doors. The crowd had grown thicker since they’d arrived. Good lord. How many people went out on Mondays in Vegas? He held the doors open for Tess and Shane, then the world took on a muffled sort of sound as the doors closed behind them.
The music was softer outside, but her ears throbbed. A pretty server wound her way through the crowd. Shane watched as Tess flagged her down. She leaned in close to the girl and whispered something to her. The girl smiled, glanced back at Shane and Ryan then nodded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Shane laughed. Yes, ma’am? Tess and her goddess body?
“Tess, you could not look less like a ma’am.”
Tess raised her eyebrows. “Really? What do I look like?”
Ryan squeezed her hand, his voice low. “Shane.”
“You look delicious.” She said licki
ng her lips. She wanted to taste that warm mouth on hers again. Not at all like a ma’am. Tess answered her with a sound, not willing to give her words.
“Hmm.”
The helpful girl returned, “Right this way, ma’am.”
There was that word again. Shane giggled and felt Ryan’s hand on her waist; his arm supporting her as he led her down the hallway.
The farther they got from the dance floor, the softer the music became, but Shane could still feel the thump of the bass under her feet. The girl stopped in front of a bank of elevators and handed Tess a card.
“Third floor, ma’am.”
Ryan squeezed Shane’s hand. The orgasm and buzz wore away enough for her to mind her manners.
“Thank you.”
Tess smiled. “What was your name?”
“Leslie.”
The girl responded.
“Yes. Thank you, Leslie.” Tess turned toward the elevator and stepped inside, beaconing them to follow. A quick ascent to the third floor at their hotel.
The doors opened after a jerking motion that tickled Shane’s tummy. Old elevator.
They stepped out of the elevator and followed Tess to a room marked with a symbol that matched the key card when she held it up. Shane heard the deadbolt slide free and the door swung open when Tess pushed it.
Shane and Ryan followed her into the darkened room. Shane’s surprise was audible when Tess turned on the lights.
Ryan let the door close behind them, and all outside noise of the hotel and club ceased. Soundproof walls. Perfect. The room mimicked the purple and black decor of the club and hotel. A full bar stood to their right. A four-poster California King lay in the center of the room; a jacuzzi in the far corner. The room had a small sitting area that was stylish. Leather furniture with side tables and a coffee table. On the coffee table, there was a large box. A floor-length lamp emitted a soft glow welcoming its new guests to come to enjoy the room. A darkened bathroom lay off to their right near the door.
Tess smiled.
“Welcome to my home away from home.”
Ryan glanced at Tess. “I see they’ve already sent up your things.” He turned to Shane, nodding at Tess. “She loves it here. Anyone want a drink?”
Tess moved across the room toward the box and cast a glance over her shoulder. “I’d love one.”
Shane stopped him, “Ry, something more friendly than tequila body-shots, okay?”
He laughed, nodding. “Yes, of course. I know what you like.”
“I bet you do,” came Tess’s sultry voice from across the room. She sat perched on the coffee table beside the box. “Thank you for coming out to play tonight,” she paused, “even though Anthony declined. I have to tell you, I’m having so much more fun without him.” A slow smile played across her lips.
Ryan crossed the room, a drink in hand for each of them. He delivered Shane’s first, then Tess’s.
Tess continued. “This is where Ryan and I came to play,” she paused “not so many years ago.” She caught his eye. “Have you been here…lately?”
“No.”
He gave a thoughtful pause- not sure if he should say more. He thought better of it and just repeated himself. “No. Not for quite some time.” He probably felt Shane’s eyes on his back before turning to her.
“Listen, Shane-” He started, and Tess interrupted.
“Ryan.”
Tess interrupted softly, “Let me. Shane, I’ve been fairly…” she paused, “…forward with you.”
Shane laughed. “Tess, you met me three days ago and twenty minutes ago, you had your fingers coaxing out multiple orgasms from me. I’d say we’ve been fairly forward with each other.”
Tess laughed, her eyes twinkling. “True. You’re just so yummy. It’s just that I like to- what’s the best way to say it? Have my way.”
“True story.” Ryan echoed.
“And,” She paused. Her silence was intentional. Shane felt herself lean toward Tess expectantly. “I’d like to have my way with you.”
“And there it is,” said Ryan. His words dry and sarcastic.
Shane laughed. “I know that.
Didn’t you just do that? Isn’t that why we came up to this room with a very big bed?” she asked, smirking. Tess and Ryan both laughed.
“Well, yes and no.” Said Tess.
Shane raised her eyebrows, feigning innocence. “Yes and no? How?”
Tess patted the box beside her. “I have a little show and tell.”
Shane cocked her head, “I’m listening.”
Tess stood up. Loose tendrils of her blond hair framed her face and fell forward as she leaned down to open the trunk. She reached up and tucked the stray lock of hair behind her ear.
“Of all the many things that I am and aspire to be,” She paused for effect, lifting the lid of the trunk. “one of my favorite things is being a pleasure dom.”
The words took a minute to register in her mind as Shane observed the contents of the lace-lined box. There were silk scarves, restraints of different fashions, a variety of toys in different sizes, anal beads, blindfolds, a ball gag and lots more. Shane’s jaw dropped in surprise. That was just the top layer. Shane felt her stomach drop in anticipation.
Shane nodded and smiled. “Interesting hobby. How does it work?”
“I like to be in control. I like to give pleasure and control pleasure. How much pleasure you get, when you get it, when you cum- the likes. I love to please and be pleased. I will never hurt you and I will give you more pleasure than you can imagine. I always fulfill.”
Shane glanced at Ryan and met his eyes. He nodded.
“She’s very good.”
“What can I say? I like to play.” Tess said.
“I have a very select group of friends that I play with. I’d like to invite you to be one of them.”
Shane looked to Ryan for guidance. He cocked his head and shrugged his shoulders. This would be her decision.
“Tess and I have history. You know most of it. I was very much in love with her at one time.” He shrugged.
“That time has long passed. I appreciate her, and she likes to try to draw me back in. I have been one of her playmates. If you would like to play with her, with me, with us, I’m open to it.”
He said it and she knew he was doing it for her. It wasn’t for him, although she thought he might also get something out of what was being proposed.
“A one-time playdate?” Shane asked.
“Let’s call it that.” He said. “You and I are new. We’re getting things sorted out. Never mind the whole ‘she’s our client’ complication.” That brought laughter from both girls.
“How’s that going to be okay?” Shane asked.
“Oh please,” Tess waved the annoyance of the idea away. “You do great work. Ryan and I have history. We were walking into a working relationship with that history, knowing we could take on future projects together. You two have heat, that’s evident. You work together. How would this be any different? Shane, the only X factor is you and I. I think it’s worth the risk. I see you have the capacity to remain professional even when boundaries are breached.”
Shane was nodding. “Yes. I’d rather not plan for that though.”
“Me neither,” Tess said, nodding in agreement. “So, let’s not. Shane, do you want to play with me?” She asked as a slow smile slipped across her face.
Shane laughed as the alcohol began to give her a buzz.
“I think I’d like that very much. And you are sure you want to play with me?”
Tess moved toward her now. “More than you can know.” Shane rose to meet her, and Tess kissed her, tasting of something cold and sweet. She liked that.
“You’re so….” Tess paused to find the right word, and ‘dressed’ was the word she chose.
“I’m so dressed?” Shane laughed. Ryan had taken a seat at the bar to watch everything unfold.
“Well, you are dressed, honey.” He countered.
“Want me to
fill up that jacuzzi?
You’re both covered in the soap from the dance floor.”
Shane laughed. “I’d love to get out of this.”
Ryan was across the room and running water in the tub before the sentence was out of her mouth. Shane laughed. “You like the idea of us in the tub, Ry?”
She took another sip of her drink and then drank him in as he filled the tub. He was flushed, hair mussed, his shirt half unbuttoned. Mmm. What a lovely view.
“I like the idea of you two in the tub with me, that’s all.” He laughed and shrugged the black button-down dress shirt off his well-muscled shoulder. Jesus, he was fine. His body was thick and ripped. The well-defined muscles in his arms flexed as he moved. The tailored pants hung low on his waist, and as he unbuckled the belt, they slid lower and showed off the sexy-ass V that ran down to just inside his hip bones. It was like a road map to heaven.
Ryan lowered his zipper and the dress pants slid down to the floor, the weight of his belt too much to let them hang on his hips. He perched on the side of the tub testing the water with his fingers.
“It’s pretty good, girls.”
Tess stood first, slipping her thumb under the strappy fabric that hung over her shoulders. Shane exhaled slowly. She wanted to see the soft curves beneath the shimmery copper material. She stared hard at the skin already exposed on Tess’s body. Tess slid one shoulder strap down her arm, the fabric hanging on her pert breast. She waited for a moment before she slid her thumb down the strap on her other shoulder and off her arm. She wriggled slightly to shake her breasts free and the dress dropped to the floor.
Shane took her in slowly, tracing her eyes from Tess’s polished toes, over her delicate ankles, to her well-muscled calves then, to her luscious thighs. Shane’s heart beat fast now. She’d never coveted another woman the way she did Tess. At the lovely juncture where her thighs come together was a nest of fine blond hair covering her pussy lips. Shane longed to touch the spot there; to feel the soft skin and tender folds. Shane followed the curve of Tess’s hip up over her hourglass shape with Tess’s narrow waist and flat belly. Shane’s eyes inched over the fullness of her naked breasts, lovely against the curve of her ribs. Shane imagined her breasts were the perfect size to cup in her hands while she took the pink nipples in her mouth. So, fucking beautiful.
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